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 The next day, Kei Fujiwara went to a magazine company that had made an appointment in advance.
 He straightened his hair in front of the glass curtain wall of a coffee shop and walked in with a straight back.
 Twenty minutes later, he walked out again with a straight back.
 The reason for rejection was very different from that of "Spring and Autumn Literature Appreciation", and it was just that the socialists were not popular among readers.
 Although he still expressed his affirmation of Fujiwara Kei's stories in the previous chapters, there was also a more or less polite element in them.
 Fujiwara Keiya has learned shrewdly. It seems that the resistance faced by a new author who wants to publish a work that is ahead of his time is not as great as usual.
 So he no longer foolishly made appointments with one publishing house a day. He made appointments with three publishing houses last night and planned to visit them in turn today.
 Moreover, the distance between publishing houses is usually not too far. Most companies in Tokyo have formed industrial clusters. Just like TV stations and production companies are concentrated in Minato Ward, most publishing houses are also gathered in Chiyoda Ward.
 Within half an hour, Kei Fujiwara appeared at the door of another publishing house. This time the chat lasted longer. This time the editor was a woman and seemed to be somewhat interested in Kei Fujiwara's works.
 She looked at it for a moment and said: "Fujiwara-kun, your work is very interesting. Although I am not sure whether this book will be popular with readers... but I personally like it."
 The female editor read the first few chapters several times, "Social reasoning? It's such a niche subject. But to be honest, Fujiwara-kun, you are a new writer. You may not be able to pass the serialization meeting if you come up with a new subject so rashly. Have you considered changing the subject matter? This book may be adapted into a romance novel by removing some of the dark plots.”
 The main readers of the fiction magazine published by this publishing house are women. This suggestion is reasonable, but Kei Fujiwara rejected it after thinking for a few seconds.
 "Sorry, Miss Kakyoin, I have no intention of changing the original writing path of this book."
 "That's it..." The female editor looked at the manuscript in her hand and thought for a moment, "Fujiwara-kun, would it be convenient for me to photocopy a copy of your manuscript?"
 "Of course you can."
 Kei Fujiwara agreed directly. He had already registered the work with the Screenwriters Guild and was not very worried about the work being stolen. Japan's copyright protection is not generally strict, unless they want to survive in the industry they will take this risk.
 The female editor copied the first few chapters and outline of the manuscript, chatted with Fujiwara Kei for a few words, and gave him a business card. Fujiwara Kei left his number on the copy and left, heading to the next place.
 Kei Fujiwara came to Asakawa Bookstore again, which is also a large publishing house.
 After explaining his purpose to the front desk, Kei Fujiwara kept waiting, but the wait lasted several hours.
 It wasn't until it was getting dark that a fat man came over. After talking to the front desk for a few words, he walked up to Kei Fujiwara and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fujiwara, but I kept you waiting for so long. I was just in a serialization meeting."
 "It doesn't matter." Although he scolded this guy hundreds of times in his heart, he still kept a smile on his face.
 "Just give your work to me directly. If there are too many submissions, I will review them one by one."
 "Sorry, I only have the original here, you can make a copy."
 The fat editor directly stopped a female clerk and said: "Ms. Kudo, please make a photocopy of this gentleman's work and give it to me later. I have something to do now, so I'll leave first."
 After speaking, he left without looking back. The female clerk smiled and said to Fujiwara Kei: "Please come with me."
 After copying the manuscript, the clerk took the copy away. Kei Fujiwara stuffed the leather bag into his backpack and walked out of Asakawa Bookstore.
 As soon as he went out, the cold air penetrated into his neck. Kei Fujiwara's nose felt a little itchy, so he sneezed a few times in the crowded street.
 Pedestrians subconsciously stayed away from him. Only an old lady saw Fujiwara Kei's eyes light up and walked over: "Hello, do you believe there are gods in this world? Do you feel particularly lonely now?"
 Fujiwara Kei smiled and waved to the missionary, then turned and left. When passing by a nightclub, he saw the fat editor just now smiling and walking in with a group of people.
 This nightclub seemed to have been completed just a few months ago. It was already overcrowded within a few days of its opening. Luxury cars were driving around the nightclub, and it was filled with well-dressed men and women.
 There was a drunk male guest who took out a lot of money from his arms and threw it around.
 Seeing the picture in front of him, Kei Fujiwara felt a strong sense of unreality:
 Isn’t it about the Great Depression? Didn't it mean that the economic bubble burst? What's going on with this scene?
 In fact, Japan in the 1990s was a place full of contradictions. On the one hand, the economic bubble burst, companies went bankrupt, employees were laid off, and graduates could not find jobs. On the other hand, the entertainment industry developed rapidly.
 In addition to the development of the TV and film art industry to a peak, even entertainment venues such as nightclubs have sprung up one after another on the land of Tokyo.
 "The age of contradictions, damn Tokyo..."
 Kei Fujiwara looked at the shining English signboard on the nightclub, and cursed with a smile.
 At this time, a drunkard threw an empty wine bottle at the luminous signboard. After being hit, a luminous letter on the signboard flashed for a few times and then went out.
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 It was Saturday in a blink of an eye, and Kei Fujiwara also went to many publishing houses, but he still didn't get any positive answer.
 It's not all because the socialism doesn't fit the market. It is extremely difficult for a newcomer to debut without an award.
 In Japan, the more influential newcomer awards in the mystery category are nothing more than two awards: the Ranpo Award and the Horror Novel Award, but these two awards have already missed the deadline for submission.
 So if you want to debut with the rookie award, you have to wait another year, but Kei Fujiwara doesn't want to waste another year.
 Is there really no way out for socialists in this world? Is my judgment wrong?
 Fujiwara Kei thought to himself.
 He walked to the reasoning novel area with a heavy heart. The bookshelves were almost all works of the Changing School. Almost all the mystery novels were fantasy. What are the ten commandments of reasoning novels, and what "magic cannot appear in reasoning stories", in this It's like farting in front of the era's mystery writers.
 But it has to be said that this kind of fantasy-style reasoning works has indeed aroused some readers' resentment. When Kei Fujiwara used the computer in the bookstore to browse the forum, he often saw people complaining that "there are fewer and fewer authentic reasoning works now", "I don't want to read superpower crimes and criminals with secondary illnesses anymore", etc. .
 Although readers may not be able to fully believe what they say, and there are many people who say they are honest, it also conveys a message that perhaps the world of mystery novels needs to usher in a new turning point.
 Kei Fujiwara suddenly stopped, making up his mind.
 Kei Fujiwara said in his heart: Just hold on a little longer, Biange faction has been popular for thirty or forty years, and its lifespan should have come to an end.
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 Time travel to Tokyo in 1994. At that time, the Japanese economic bubble had just burst, and society was full of "fed poor people" who could eat enough but could not afford more consumption. Kei Fujiwara was one of them. 
 In order to solve the current dilemma, Kei Fujiwara, who is about to graduate, has two options in front of him: one is to make his debut as a mystery writer, and the other is to enter the broadcasting industry and produce TV programs. 
 Kei Fujiwara’s choice is: only children make choices, adults want them all. 
 Everything starts from "White Night Journey"!
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 A reader has been watching Hanyu for so many years and can’t help but revolt!
 This is a Korean entertainment in my imagination, not a stallion, not a red palace. Korean entertainment that is as close to real life as possible
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 When Feng Yi’s entrepreneurial business was frustrated, he was found by his aunt’s personal butler with a huge inheritance.
 Feng Yi: “There are so many peers, why does her old man leave it to me?”
 Steward: “You look the most pleasing.”
 Feng Yi touched his awl face: “Her old man has a good vision!”
 However, after inheriting the inheritance, the whole person is not right.
 ——————
 Mutations cannot be called fines.
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 Chen Yu traveled to a world where everyone is the creator. 
 When everyone reaches the age of sixteen, they will awaken the world seed to create the world. 
 The level of the world determines everyone's strength and status. 
 Many people pondered and did not know how to create a powerful world. They could only follow the steps and create the world that people had created before. However, Chen Yu's mind was filled with countless novels and myths. 
 Therefore, Chen Yu decided to create the strongest myth, the strongest world, and the strongest civilization in his memory from the beginning - the prehistoric world! 
 "You have embodied the innate treasure Chaos Bell." 
 "You have embodied the blood of the ancestors of witches." 
 "You have embodied the twelve ancestors of witches and obtained Pangu's true body." 
 "..." 
 The martial arts world, the Western fantasy world, the fairy world, the science fiction world... all the heavens and the worlds, countless worlds, the prehistoric world is the most respected!
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 Chief Jia: "You sell pirated discs and you also want to make a movie?" 
 Wu Yuan: "The wind suddenly rises and ruffles a pool of spring water." 
 Chief Jia: "Speak humanly!" 
 Wu Yuan: "None of your business!" 
 ... 
 Dreaming back to the millennium, at this time, the fifth generation of directors has become famous, the sixth generation of directors are still struggling underground, and the best era of Chinese-language films has just begun. 
 Looking up at the world, Wu Yuan chose to plunge into the film industry. 
 "I only come here to do three things, which are: Make literary and artistic films! Make commercial films! Make commercial and artistic films!" 
 (China Entertainment, director, single female protagonist.)
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 Qiao Bai woke up and was reborn? Time travel? 
 The world of beast control? Extraordinary power? 
 A weak pet? 
 Ordinary evolutionary path? 
 No no no! 
 The talent [Eye of Insight] is activated! 
 Many years later—— 
 Qiao Bai stood on top of the world in confusion 
 Qiao Bai: If I said that I really only planned to be an ordinary beast master at the beginning, would you believe it?
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 The game world, dominated by capital, is overgrown and dirty. 
 The quality of the game is low just to make money, and no matter how many bugs there are, they will never be fixed. 
 Carry out publicity carefully and do after-sales service with your feet. 
 On this day, the account of Zhou Tianhao, who was trying to reach the highest rank in a certain game, was suddenly blocked. 
 I asked customer service and found out that the manufacturer used robot customer service to deal with the problem. 
 If you want to appeal, the final right of interpretation lies with the manufacturer, and your appeal will fail. 
 After trying to unblock it to no avail, he became angry and activated the BUG system. 
 Since then, the game has been full of bugs in his eyes. 
 Every time a bug is announced, game manufacturers need to spend countless efforts to fix it... 
 Countless low-quality games have gone bankrupt as a result, and major game manufacturers are trembling! 
 White Belly Goose Factory: "Please, don't play my games anymore! I will make games well! I won't be an agent anymore!" 
 Pig factory: "I'll give you money and let go of the programmers in our factory. They haven't slept a wink for a month and they're going crazy!" 
 Mi Huyou: "I have recruited a thousand programmers, and I want you to work with me to create the most perfect game in the world!"
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 An ordinary clerk in a housekeeping company, through his enthusiasm and righteousness, won the hearts of beautiful women one after another. After experiencing the emotional entanglement that was constantly being cut and chaotic, after struggling, his career reached the peak and finally Hold the beauty back…
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 An outdoor live broadcast allowed Jiang Le to explore the global system.
 Pui’s survival skills, extreme athlete’s physique, adventurer’s experience…
 The treasure map of Maya, the treasure map of the tomb of Emperor Qin, the treasure map of ancient Egypt…
 He unearthed the lost ruins everywhere, and they were seen again.
 Archaeologists and expedition teams around the world regard him as the “God of Adventure”. This is an era that belongs to Jiang Le.
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 Wonderful wizards mix and match Western magic and Eastern mysticism, and become the most unexpected wizard or Taoist priest in the world. 
 Tom: Watch out Vijay, Tiger Tank! 
 Vijay: Shrink quickly, just missing a keychain, hehe… 
 Tom: The mummy is resurrected, run 
 Vijay: What are you panicking about? Come and get a corpse talisman, stop first, just squatted in the pit and forgot to bring toilet paper…
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 Reborn as a sophomore in high school in 1999, I made my first pot of gold by selling Spring Festival couplets during the winter vacation. 
 Open a studio, enter the field of Internet search, overpower Baidu, and compete with Google in the international market. 
 Countries are vying for hegemony, business circles are quarreling, and women are jealous. 
 The carefree life of a business tycoon.
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 “What? When you come back from Cultivation Immortal Realm, you will practice? Can you refine the pill? Can you refine the gas? Among the warriors, is the guru? Among the cultivators, is heaven? I can’t afford you?” 
 Lin Nan’s mouth rose, revealing a trace of disdain, a big hand shot. 
 The first person in Southeast Province, Jiangnan Budo Master, died! 
 “Oh, you come from hell. The life and death of other people are in your mind? I can’t afford you?” Lin Nan nodded gently, his eyes full of contempt, his fingers bent. 
 Lord Yan’s worship, pawn! 
 “The king of mercenaries and the king of killers dare to pretend to be in front of me. The front of the Immortal Cultivation Realm has returned, and hell is dead. Are you too arrogant?” Lin Nan’s mouth twitched slightly, staring at him. 
 A king of mercenaries, pawn! 
 “Sorry, there is no one in this world I can’t afford!” Lin Nandao, suddenly his eyes turned, his eyes full of spoiled taste. 
 “Good wife, come here and eat this bowl of Wannian Ganoderma Chicken Soup, the child in your stomach, but the hope of the whole family!”
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 [Food+daily+warmth+dining+funny]
 Obtain the God of Cooking system, start by setting up a stall and selling rice bowls, and become the God of Cooking in China!
 “His chicken drumstick rice is so delicious! I want to eat it again!”
 “I’ve never had such authentic sweet and sour pork, it’s amazing!”
 “Cheng Guan! City Guan, why are you waiting in line too?!”
 Urban Guan: “Anjing, it’s hard to get here in line. Do you know how difficult it is to eat his rice bowl!”
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